CHAPTER 130
The rising sun was painting the sky in soft shades of pink and gold when Edward and Malyn decided to take advantage of the morning to go for the morning walk recommended by Dr. Carson. Maly's eighth month of pregnancy had left her radiant, an aura of maternal beauty enveloping her, and Edward's heart was pounding just looking at her.
Their friendship had grown in a special way over the last few months, a bond that transcended simple camaraderie. Today, however, Edward felt it was the right moment to express what his heart and soul held dear.
They found a rustic bench made from a tree trunk, and Edward, taking Malyn's delicate hands in his, led her to sit down. The surrounding scenery was idyllic, with nature bearing witness to the confession that was to come.
- Malyn! Edward began, his eyes reflecting a mixture of tenderness and determination... over the last few months, we've shared laughter, worries and dreams. And today, here under the shelter of these trees that have witnessed our journey, I need to tell you what I carry in my heart.
Maly's eyes met his, curious and expectant. Edward took a deep breath, revealing his soul.
- I love you, Malyn... I love the incredible woman you are, and I love this little being that's growing inside you. I want to be by your side, to take care of you and this child that is about to be born.
An emotional smile appeared on Maly's face as Edward's words echoed in the morning stillness.
- Edward, I love you too. And I happily accept being courted by you, because what we feel is something precious and true.
Edward smiled, feeling a weight being lifted from his shoulders. He knew that, under the canopy of the trees that witnessed that moment, a new phase was beginning. The promise of love, care and a growing family permeated the air as the sun continued to illuminate their path, now intertwined with a love that blossomed like flowers in spring.
Edward gazed into those beautiful honey-colored eyes, and there he lost himself in seeing a future together; after the sweet declaration, an emotion-filled silence hung between them. Edward, with affection and respect, leaned over and placed a soft kiss on Malyn's forehead, as if it were a silent oath of protection and love.
Their eyes met, exchanging unspoken words, and Edward, seeking permission in Malyn's eyes, gently lowered his gaze to her lips. There was an intense connection and mutual understanding that transcended words.
A warm smile lit up Malyn's face, a silent approval of the promise that was about to come true. Edward's gaze plunged back into her eyes before finally joining their lips in a kiss that was quiet, gentle, but full of passion.
The leaves in the trees above them whispered as complicit witnesses to this special moment. The kiss was like a gentle dance, an exchange of emotions that were intimately intertwined.
Time seemed to slow down as they surrendered to the sweetness of that moment, forgetting the world around them. The soft touch of Edward's lips on Malyn's was a symbol of the love that blossomed between them, a promise of joys shared and challenges faced together.
When they finally parted, their eyes met again, now illuminated by a renewed glow of affection.
Meanwhile...
Ned shouted from the door of the mercantile, momentarily interrupting the serenity that enveloped the town.
- Bill! Telephone for you, it's urgent... I'll transfer you to your office.
Bill was tying up his horse Apollo, and soon he was running up the steps, worry on his face. As he entered his office, he listened attentively to the information on the other end of the line, making quick notes at his desk. The urgent tone of the conversation made it clear that something serious was at stake.
Getting up quickly, Bill picked up his bag, slinging it over his shoulder with the efficiency of someone who was used to acting promptly. His gun, always at hand, was carefully stowed away, and his hat completed his suit of readiness.
As he left his office, Bill's gaze found Edward and Malyn arm in arm, a smile playing across his face as he witnessed their love blossoming despite the tragedies that surrounded that little girl.
- Edward! Bill called out, attracting the young man's attention. I have an urgent appointment in Brooklin. I'm going to need you to take over the police station and the protection of the city from now on. Jack's on a mission, and I trust you to keep things in order around here.
Edward, surprised by the unexpected responsibility, nodded in understanding.
- You can count on me, Bill. Go and do what needs to be done. I'll be here keeping everything in order.
Bill thanked him with a nod and hurried off to his house. He needed to speak to his wife before he left, he couldn't be late, as this trial had been arranged at the last minute. It was strange, because they always brought the prisoners to him, but this time by superior order, he had to go to the prisoner.
- Charlote! Bill shouted, rushing into the house.
She rushed down the stairs, her cotton perfume coming before her. Her hair, still damp from the shower, fell to her shoulders. Her cheeks, reddened by the heat of the water, hit Bill like a punch in the stomach: "She's the most beautiful woman in the world. "... And unable to resist, he dropped the bag on the floor and ran to Charlote, taking her in his arms and kissing her ardently. An overwhelming passion overtook him. Their tongues moved together in that sensual dance. She moaned softly into his mouth, and Bill went crazy, taking his wife in his arms and walking up the steps to their bedroom, where they loved each other intensely.
Moments later, drenched in sweat, he pulled her into his arms and told her about his trip, but that he would be back in three days at the latest, as soon as the trial was over.
Charlote kissed him with overwhelming passion, showing all her love for that man. It was the first time they were going to be apart after their wedding, and she was already missing him. And that's how she kissed him, as if sucking his soul.
They gasped for air, and Bill, holding her face, looked into her eyes and spoke with difficulty...
- Woman! What was that? A hurricane?
- No, Bill! That's love.
- There, my love... you'll kill me...
And then Bill left, leaving Charlote alone, in love and praying for his return.
